!! This story is fanmade
This is a fanfiction based on " Who Made me a Princess " by Plutus (novel) and Spoon (manhwa). I am not associated to the original authors in any way! !!
Margaux Arnault had been living an uneventful life... until she starte...
I felt so weak. Was it because I suffocated before?
The crying went on for multiple minutes before I finally heard something- or someone else.
" My baby... "
I felt two arms going around me.
No! Not again! I thought, remembering what had just happened. But...
I wasn't feeling any pain at that moment. I was certain somebody had broken my ribs? It couldn't be fixed already.
It didn't help that I couldn't open her eyes to figure out what was going on.
Wait again...
But why couldn't I open her eyes? Was I also too weak to do that?
" I'm so sorry, my child... to bring you into this world in these circumstances... But I'll protect you... "
It was that woman's voice again... and this person's arms were hugging me now. They were so... big?
And then, something in my mind finally clicked when I finally understood this baby's cries... were coming out of my mouth.
I was the baby crying?
No. No way!
It's me. I'm the baby. I turned into a baby?! How?! W-What is going on?! This can't be! ...
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It took me a day before I could open her eyes. This had given me more time to panic and finally to calm down.
When I opened my eyes, they were instantly filled with the morning light seeping through the curtains, and my ears were filled with the sound of the rain. Now that I could finally use my tiny peepers, I could assert the world around me.
I was in a wooden crib inside an old-looking room. It was old in the sense that it didn't look very taken care of. One of the walls looked like it was ready to fall apart at any moment. I was currently alone in the room, the woman from before was in the kitchen.
This woman... is my mother. But... I already have a mother. If I'm here as a baby, what happened to me back there? Did I... Did I die? I was lying on the street 1fter the accident... Someone tried to help me but I think it ended doing more harm than good... But you don't die from a broken rib unless... Internal bleeding?
I tried to move in her crib but to no avail.
Uh, I should stop. I'm only a day old...
I ended up stopping my struggle and looking at the ceiling instead.
